One-shots for our favorite SAA. These were originally in different collections, but I've put them together for the Tig lovers lol.
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Tig opened his eyes with a sigh as he looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. He shook his head as he threw the covers back and got out of bed, knowing that there was only one person who would be knocking on his door at three a.m. Just to be on the safe side, he grabbed his gun from the table in the living room as he headed to the front door, looking out of the peephole with a tired grin as he opened the door.
"What are you doing here, doll?"
Lexie grinned and shrugged as she stepped past him into the dark living room. "I was in town, thought I'd stop by. This a bad time?" She winked at him as she shrugged out of her faded denim jacket and tossed it onto the back of a chair. "You got company, Tiggy?"
He chuckled as he shut the door and turned the lock. "Nah, Lex." He shrugged as she kicked off her Doc Martens under his coffee table and threw her bag on top of it. "Well, I guess I do now, huh?"
She grinned at him and nodded. "Yup, looks like it. Mind if I use your shower?"
He shook his head. "Nah, go ahead. You want something to eat?"
She shook her head, already pulling her tank top off over her head as she headed in the direction of the bathroom. "Nope, just a shower and a bed."
He nodded as he laid his gun back where it was and walked back to his bedroom. As he laid back down, listening to her singing in the shower, he thought back to the last time he'd seen her. Lexie had been in town for a night after a close call with a cheating husband. She'd taken a job investigating the guy for his jilted wife, and he took exception to her following him around. He shook his head as he wondered how he had become her safe place. He sighed as he thought that if he was honest with himself, she was his too.
He'd stopped trying to get her to stick around after the first few times. She liked her freedom and didn't want to be tied down to him or anyone else. Sure, he knew that she loved him in her way, but she wasn't interested in forever. So, they had the unspoken agreement that whenever she was in town, or he was in L.A., they stayed with each other. With club commitments, he didn't make it her way very often, but she showed up in Charming every two or three months, spent the night, and was gone before he woke the next morning.
He looked over at the bathroom door as it opened, showing Lexie for a moment before she turned off the light and walked into the bedroom. In the moonlight coming through the window, she looked beautiful as she climbed into the bed and straddled his lap. He smiled up at her, reaching up to run a hand through her hair. He frowned when he revealed a bruise on her jawbone under her ear.
"What happened?"
She shrugged as she ran a hand over his chest. "I got too close to a drug dealer. It's fine."
He shook his head. "No, it's not fine. Is he still breathing?"
She chuckled and shook her head. "Do you really want to talk about this now?"
He sat up and nodded. "Yeah, I do, Lex."
She sighed and ran a hand through his hair before tugging slightly. "Well, I don't. Why don't we talk about how much I've missed you?"
He grinned at that, lifting a brow as she leaned in and kissed him on the neck. "You've missed me? Do tell."
She laughed softly in his ear as she pushed him back on the bed. "I'd rather show you, Alex."
The next morning, Tig got out of the shower and frowned as he smelt bacon and coffee. He quickly got dressed and headed toward the kitchen, finding Lexie dancing around to the radio and flipping pancakes in one of his old shirts. His frown deepened as he leaned against the door frame. He wasn't' upset that she was there, he just didn't understand why. She was usually long gone by the time he got up for the day. Finally, he cleared his throat and she twirled around, grinning at him as she pointed to the coffee pot with the spatula in her hand.
"Coffee's ready if you want some." She winked at him before turning back to the stove. "Hope you like pancakes."
He nodded as he stepped over to fill a mug. "Uh, yeah, I do but... don't take this the wrong way, but why are you still here?" When she barked out a laugh, he gave her a look, grinning slightly. "I mean, you're usually gone by now."
She chuckled for another minute before laying the spatula down and leaning against the counter. She bit her lip and shrugged as she ran a hand through her hair. "I just... I thought a change of scenery would be nice." She shook her head as she pushed off and stood straight. "I can leave if you want." She nodded as she started for the dining room. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea."
Tig growled under his breath and tagged her hand as she tried to get past him. He tugged her back to him, looking down at her. "That's not what I meant, babe. Talk to me."
She sighed as she played with the buttons on his shirt, not looking him in the eye. "I've been feeling... I don't know, disconnected?" She shrugged. "I don't know if that's the right word, but... when I'm not here with you, I can't think straight." She patted him on the chest and snuck a look to find him still staring down at her, a bemused smiled on his face. "If you want me... " She chuckled quietly as she shook her head. "I'm handling this badly. I've just never felt this way before."
Tig nodded as he pulled her closer, laying a hand on the side of her face. "Let me try, okay?" When she nodded, he continued. "I love you and if you want to stay, that's more than alright with me, Lexie."
She looked at him with watery eyes and smiled slightly. "Yeah?" When he chuckled and nodded, she shrugged. "I don't know how good of an old lady I'll be, but I want to try. I love you, Alex."
He nodded again as he buried his face in her neck for a moment before snickering. "Okay." He reached down and slapped her on the ass, laughing when she squealed. "Now, finish my breakfast, wench. I'm gonna be late."
